Page 94 of Obsessive Love

Hours later, after I finally managed to convince Kaleb to allow the doctors to run some tests on him and do a proper check-up whilst I was visiting Jaylen's room, we're climbing out of Charlie's car outside of Jericho's house.

"So, what do we do now that Jericho's left? Do we continue to stay here?" I ask, offering my arm to help him up the steps.

"He said we can stay here. He even offered to sell it to me," he says, chuckling as he climbs the steps by himself. "I told himwe'd look after the place until he's back and then we'll move out and get our own place."

I follow him up the steps and into the foyer, scoffing.

"Who said I'd want to live with you? Now that I'm no longer married to Jericho, I could move back to my parent's house."

He raises a brow at me and smirks.

"Baby, you know if you tried to leave, I'd lock you up inside this house like that old hag did with Rapunzel."

"You're doing it again."

"Doing what again?" he asks, walking towards the left staircase.

"Making things sound cute but creepy at the same time."

"You love it."

"Yeah, maybe I do," I mumble, following closely behind him as he slowly climbs the stairs, grunting and groaning with each step.

When we finally reach the top, I lift his arm, draping it over my shoulder, and then carefully guide him towards my room.

"Finally," he sighs, walking over to my bed and dropping down on it, his head sinking into the pillow. "Come join me,dolcezza."

I giggle at him as I slide my clothes off and walk over to my wardrobe to get some pyjamas.

"You need to take your shoes off first, Kaleb, and I'm jumping in the shower as well. I need to wash all that hospital grime off of me."

He sits up, a cheeky smile spreading across his face as he kicks his shoes off.

"Let's go shower then."

"You can't get your bandages wet," I remind him.

"Fuck the bandages. I wanna see my girl wet and naked."

"I'm not having sex with you whilst you're injured," I tell him, walking towards the bathroom.

He pouts at me and lies back down on the bed, huffing like a petulant child.

"I guess I'll wait for you to get out of the shower then."

When I walk out of the bathroom, clad in a matching set of silky, purple pyjamas, I see Kaleb passed out on the bed, softly snoring.

I smile as I watch him for a few moments, my eyes scanning his chiselled face and bare chest peeking out from beneath the duvet.

My heart swells in my chest and I walk around the bed, carefully climbing beneath the covers and sliding over so that my legs are touching his.

As I lay my bed on my pillow, Kaleb reaches his arm out and pulls me into his chest, pressing a kiss to my forehead.

"You took forever," he mutters, sliding his arm underneath my neck as his other arm wraps around my waist.

"I was only in there for ten minutes, Kaleb."

"It was too long. I don't like being away from you."

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